“Oh, nono, I’m not — ” He kissed her hand and she coloured. “I’m not a lady,” she finished. “But, um, well met, anyway, Fandral the Dashing. It makes you sound like a pirate, that byname. Are you an Asgardian pirate?” She can’t help the slight teasing, putting mischief between herself and the way her heart fluttered when he kissed her hand.
“You’re not a lady? You appear to be a woman. Am I somehow mistaken?” Then Fandral laughed warmly at he question and he shook his head. “Nay, I am not a pirate. I am a warrior. Along with Volstagg the Valiant and Hogun the Grim,” he laughed.
“A lady and woman are not the same,” she pointed out. “Oh!” It came to her then, who she was actually talking to. “The Warriors Three! You’re Thor’s companions. That’s amazing!”